Anna gave a slight shrug. "I've come to terms with the fact that I'm an outsider." She tinkered with the paper wrapping that was encircling her granola bar. Even her own mother acted as if she had sinned against the family by doing this."Is it true that your sister is going to start working for them right away?""Don't you think my file contains a little bit of everything?" She did not wait for an answer before continuing. "I've tried to stop her, but she just won't listen to me. She dreams of becoming the defense attorney that no one can defeat, and having a paycheck that reflects her success. She turned the topic back to him and continued talking. "Do you have any brothers or sisters?"He responded with a curt "No," as if she had asked him a question that was in poor taste. A possible indication that he had finished the conversation about himself.Regardless of the outcome, all of the talk about the shadowy parts of his past, as well as her own background, brought to mind something

"I'm sorry, honey, but I have to tell you the truth, and I wasn't referring to you. I meant in general. Tell me. How does it make you feel to consider the idea of allowing someone like Pedro or Randy walk free on the basis of a damn technicality? Is it OK to let them go even if it will endanger the lives of more people? You're able to accept it, right?""No one claims that they are going to walk. However, what would you like for me to do? Fabricate evidence to ensure convictions?""How can you let them get away with it if you know that person is guilty, and you know that person will kill innocent people?"Her voice had a slight wheezing quality to it. "I am unable to fathom what transpired between the two of you when you were with Pedro; but, whatever it was, it obliterated your point of view." Her voice became more resolute and assertive as she spoke. "It is impossible for you to contribute to a system that you do not believe in. You can't put criminals behind bars if you're willing

Anna was shaken wake as her tumultuous argument with Jerome, in addition to her concern for her family, tormented her thoughts as she attempted to fall back asleep.As they drew into the parking garage of the hotel, she sat up straight. "Why are we coming to a halt?" "I need to get some sleep and eat a proper dinner." As he stepped out of the vehicle after pushing open the door, he did not look in her direction. She gave it a moment of thought before deciding how to respond to him, taking note of the fact that he had used the first person singular. The dispute that they had continued to cause tension between them, which was suffocating and ready to suffocate whatever remaining friendly feelings that they had for one another. And it made her uncomfortable. It caused her a great deal of annoyance.She had spent a large amount of time throughout the fight pretending to sleep while she was anxiously thinking about it. Trying to understand why the disagreement between them mattered so much

He clenched his jaw in frustration as his eyes unconsciously wandered once more to those squeezable little nipples. His cock throbbed with pleasure. He unleashed the mounting irritation he was feeling on her by lashing out at her verbally. "I don't plan to dispute your legal competence. It is up to me to find a way for us to get out of this situation alive. We're safe. We will not be in danger. And we will talk to the appropriate individuals in order to get the trial started. Why don't you just let me get on with it without scrutinizing my every action?Neither he nor she anticipated that the other would shrink in the face of his assault. The natural arch of her brows lowered ever so slightly for a fraction of a second, and then her face contorted into an angry frown as she jabbed her small palms at her voluptuous hips. She asked me in complete disbelief, "You didn't dispute my abilities?" You threatened to take matters into your own hands if I didn't do what you told me to do, which

But being grateful for anything at this moment in time. A hot shower and clean clothes of any kind seemed like heaven to him right about now.In addition to the racks, there were other tables with shirts and shorts laid out on them. Anna started by examining the contents, and then she chose a few things to take. Two shirts in an extra-large size for Jerome, two mediums for her, and two pairs of shorts with a pattern for her. She decided to get Jerome a pair of dark blue parachute shorts. His choices were severely restricted. It was either the ones with an orange flowery pattern or the ones with a dark blue background, both of which she could not picture him wearing.However, considering the personal attacks he made towards her, he was more than deserving of the neon flowers. She smiled as she hung up the blue shorts and reached for two pairs of the orange ones instead.When she heard someone ask next to her, "Souvenir shopping?," she was in the process of reaching for a pair of tennis